"Ahem, don't ask me, I don't know either." Zhang Fan replied casually. At this time, he had already stirred up huge waves in his heart, and he wanted to look up to the sky and curse the streets bitterly.
What a fuck. It turns out that's why. No wonder, all the ghosts and monsters that appeared rushed after him desperately when they saw his face.
This is like having a cursed label on his body. Any ghost will be automatically humiliated as soon as he sees him, so the ghosts will be enraged and start to attack him first.
What Gao Daqiang did was so cruel. This really means that he didn't die quickly enough or cruelly enough.
This was his grandma's desperate scene that was exclusive to him. Bullshit shocking scene, are you kidding me?
Zhang Fan's eyes showed anger, and his fists were clenched tightly. He had already scolded the eighteen generations of his tall and powerful ancestors in his heart.
But after he finished scolding, he suddenly realized a problem. Could Gao Daqiang also hear what he was thinking?
Probably not? After all, I was just thinking about it and didn't really say it out loud, so she probably wouldn't hear it.
Zhang Fan swallowed his saliva, fear appeared on his face, and then he sighed, looked at Zhou Meicunshu, and whispered: "Then you follow me, but I can say ugly things in front of you, you will definitely do it if you follow me He died quickly, and it’s not too late to regret it now.”
"It's okay, I don't regret it. I will definitely survive if I follow you." Shumei Muraki nodded seriously.
"You just believe me? I'm not the protagonist. If you follow me, you will definitely die." Zhang Fan felt even more tired when he saw the other party's unmoved look.
As soon as he shows up, he will definitely be targeted by all the ghosts. What about this slit girl, the Eight-foot-sama, or the so-called Sadako, well... the most important thing is that the woman in the white dress, Mad, when she sees him, it's like she's meeting his father. , chasing him to death.
"No, I just made a fortune. I will definitely survive if I follow you." Zhou Meicunshu took out a green tortoise shell from his pocket, spread it out in front of Zhang Fan and smiled.
Zhang Fan: "???" Real or fake? I don’t even know if I can survive, so you know the result just by making a fortune?
Are you kidding me? Or is this guy cheating too? Wocao, no way. If this is a cheat, wouldn't it mean that this maze scene will instantly break through from the despair level to the hell level, or the even more terrifying purgatory level?
Zhang Fan's calves started to spin when he thought of the purgatory level. That's not something humans can play with at all. There are so many devils in the world, but why do you want to give a shit?
Even if you dig a hole and bury yourself alive, you will probably be dug up three feet into the ground and your body will be whipped.
"Let me ask you something, did you cheat in the maze scene this time?" Zhang Fan swallowed his saliva, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, lowered his voice, and asked nervously.
"Cheating? No? I have only scratched the surface of my divination skills. This is not a talisman's ability. I learned it from my family."
"According to the hexagrams, if you follow you, you will live, but if you follow others, you will die."
"I don't know if it's effective, but this is what the hexagram shows." Zhou Meimurashu scratched his head and put the tortoise shell into his pocket with his backhand.
This tortoise shell is a mundane item and does not carry any supernatural power. It can only play an ordinary fortune-telling role.
What he learned was only superficial, and he was often inaccurate. Since the maze scene this time was at the level of despair, and he couldn't use the system backpack and ghost frame on the first day, he just did some divination casually, just to make his own. Be more at ease inside.
At first, he didn't believe it, but when he saw the blood on Zhang Fan's head and the font that appeared, he roughly confirmed this hexagram.
Perhaps, by following the other party, it might actually be possible to survive. Judging from the other party's condition, he must have been cursed by some kind of terrifying existence, which led to him being attacked by ghosts.
Moreover, it can be seen that the ability to successfully survive the attack of a group of ghosts and run to the safe house is enough to show that the person in front of him must be very extraordinary, and he may have extremely bad luck.
And survivors who are blessed with luck can also become lucky themselves. Maybe, he can actually survive until the end.
Desperate scenes are not comparable to nightmare scenes. A scene of this difficulty can be said to be a life-or-death situation. Without a little bit of luck and ability, it can be said to be certain death.
She also bet again that she could survive by following Zhang Fan.
"Friend, what's your name?" Zhou Meimura asked with a smile.
"My name?" Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment, and said casually: "Thunder Yatales." Zhou Meimurasuki's breathing was rapid, and his eyes widened: "???"
"Friend, have you watched too many tokusatsu dramas? Even the armored warriors came out?" This time it was Zhang Fan's turn to be surprised. He did not expect that the other party, a Japanese devil, had even heard of the armored warriors of China. It puzzled him a bit.
"You must be Chinese, right? In general, not many people in Fuso Country know about this tokusatsu drama. Maybe you can use this title to deceive others, but you can't deceive me."
"I am twenty-four years old this year. I have lived in China for more than ten years, so I know a lot about many things in China."
"You? Twenty-four years old? Are you kidding me?" Zhang Fan was stunned and looked at the other person a few times, very surprised.
Because of the figure, appearance and age of this Shumei Muraki, he is that of a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old.
"I'm just a baby face, and don't girls look cuter when they are petite?" Zhou Mimurasuki said with a smile.
Zhang Fan was surprised again, somewhat unexpectedly.
"Are you still a girl?" Zhang Fan swallowed and asked. Zhou Mei Muraki shrugged helplessly, suddenly feeling that Zhang Fan was quite interesting, and smiled again: "I never said that I was a man."
"Oh, I understand." So Zhang Fan said softly, moved the chair to the side, and kept as far away from the other party as possible.
He felt that his current physique not only attracted female ghosts, but also easily attracted women. Every day there were either female ghosts or women, which put a lot of pressure on him.
Isn’t it true that the clown curse is over? Why are there so many women coming here one after another?
Could it be that he has become handsome again? Zhang Fan looked around, looking for a mirror to look at, but he found that this safe house had everything except a mirror.
After being silent for a few seconds, he suddenly looked up at Zhou Meimurashu and asked seriously: "Do you think I'm handsome?" Zhou Meimurashu said: "..."
"It's okay, but he's not as handsome as my boyfriend, and I don't care about you at all, so please don't think nonsense. I know that men like you usually can't walk around when they see beautiful women. As a man, I completely It's understandable." Zhou Meimunshu looked at Zhang Fan for a while before making a comment.
"Oh, that's fine." Zhang Fan nodded, and then looked out the window. Seeing that Zhang Fan was silent and no longer paying attention to him, Zhou Meimunshu had no choice but to shut his mouth and did not choose to ask too many questions.
She came to Zhang Fan this time simply because she wanted to form a team with him and get lucky with him. As for other messy things about men and women dating, she didn't think about it at all.
Outside the safe house, the woman in the white dress clutched the blood-stained scalpel in her hands, wandering around with no intention of leaving.
She came here just to kill Zhang Fan, and this shameless man was hiding in this shabby house. It was really annoying.
The woman in the white dress seemed to be aware that someone was observing her, so she looked at her in the same direction, and happened to meet Zhang Fan's eyes again.
It's that bastard again. Damn it! Damn it! At this moment, in the eyes of the woman in the white dress, the bloody font on Zhang Fan's head began to change again.
As soon as she saw it, she was so angry that she really wanted to kick open the door immediately, rush in and tear Zhang Fan to pieces.
Because the bloody font has changed into: [Hey, this stupid female ghost is so stupid. 】The more she looked, the angrier she became. Finally, the woman in the white dress couldn't bear it anymore. She hurriedly looked around, looking for big rocks, ready to smash the glass of the safe house.
The last time she threw a stone, she didn't react and hit herself over instead, but it was different now.
As long as you are mentally prepared and take precautions in advance, there will be no problem. Soon, the woman in the white dress found a stone the size of a bowl. This time, she stood a hundred meters away and threw it.
Even if the stone bounced from such a long distance, it would not hit her. He increased his strength and threw it violently. The stone flew through the air and finally hit the glass of the safe house with a clang.
But the imagined situation of the glass being smashed did not happen. Instead, a powerful counterattack force suddenly rippled from the window and bounced the stone directly towards the head of the woman in the white dress.
Seeing this scene, the woman in the white dress retreated quickly, trying to escape. But the rebounded stone seemed to have been given strange power by the safe house, and turned directly into a tracking bomb.
After a banging sound, the woman in the white dress was knocked over and collapsed on the ground.
After a long time, when she raised her head and looked at Zhang Fan in the safe house with anger on her face, she found that the bloody font on Zhang Fan's head had changed again: [Little female ghost, why do you care? Come and beat me if you don't accept it!
】At this moment, the woman in the white dress raised her head and screamed, her anger rising to the extreme. Zhang Fan was completely unaware of the scene outside the safe house. He only knew that the woman in the white dress was alone outside, feeling helpless and furious.
"Why are these ladies so excited? They are even more irritable than before. Could it be that my aunt is here?" Zhang Fan was particularly surprised and couldn't help but think of something.
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